Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

The professor's meeting before the start of school started and ended very quickly. Even Professor McGonagall was not willing to face the old bee with an even crooked nose for a long time.

"Wait, Tom." Professor Slughorn jogged. He has not had an easy life in the past ten years!

"Horace...are you going to discuss with me about being the dean again? Dumbledore can't find a potion master better than you."

Tom felt regretful countless times. He should not have given up on Irene in the first place. No matter what, she was still a member of the Prince family...

It will just cause a lot of trouble, and of course, it will also require a long period of Imperius Curse.

"No... I'm not doing it this time. Dumbledore won't let me go... the insidious guy..." Cursing under his breath, Slughorn complained as he walked.

"The salary of a professor is not comparable to that of selling potions. I worked with Fremont before, and the profits I shared were considerable... But now, maybe I should change my partners."

Having to clean up the mess for his godson again, Tom clenched his fists and tried to calm himself down, but now!

I really want to rush back to the manor, hang Lucius up and scratch his feet!

"Well...that's it..."

Tom stopped and looked at the person next to him hesitantly, "Horace, if you don't mind, you can consider Lucius."

"He... loves potions very much, and even made a request to Abu, hoping that we could let him take over the potions industry..."

"Lucius will be much smoother if you help him... Horace, I hope you can forgive me. After all, this is also my... godfather's selfishness..."

After the small revenge, Tom's sincerity no longer needed to be disguised. Lucius was old enough and it was time to take over some industries.

Being the heir to the Malfoy family is not so easy~

"Oh~ Tom, you are so considerate..." Slughorn felt extremely melancholy. Damn it, he actually envied the little wizard...

"Lucius is really lucky to have you as his godfather. It seems that he will be in this year's advanced potions class? To be honest, I don't think he likes potions..."

Tom smiled, suddenly looking forward to what his stupid godson would look like after knowing this, "No, I guarantee he likes it very much..."

"Whether it's potions or...but you also know that he can't express his preference directly, Horace, he just asks you to take care of him."

"Huh? Okay..."

Slughorn walked towards the cellar in confusion. What else did Tom say just now? Lucius likes to watch others brew potions?

"Oh... Malfoy's preferences... both are equally weird. It seems that this year's Slug Club will invite one more little wizard..."

"It's so similar... Which big family is it from this time? I'm really looking forward to it..."

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At the first dinner party in September, Regulus stood in the queue, waiting for the upcoming sorting.

He and Sirius had barely spoken since that day, except for the moment when Sirius found him on the train.

What did that guy say?

Regulus turned to look at the Gryffindor table. The way he and Potter were arm-in-arm, there was no trace of them being from ancient noble families.